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Deferred Gratification

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Well, FM is the only proof I have that what I have been doing has worked-but I have done the same thing with other girls.


I remember trying, oh, SO hard for my first 'O'. From about 13, lots of rubbing, dry humping, and internet porn, but I couldn't get off. Not until I was 15. Then, well, there was no stopping me! When I wanted to cum, I came. Job done.

Uni was a great place for me to masturbate in lots of different places, and I fulfilled a self-imposed challenge to get myself off in every lecture theatre and seminar room I entered, and then I did it with other people there too. In short, in a few years, I learned I could get myself off as fast as I wanted, wherever I wanted, and in front of people without them even knowing. I wanted something more, something more kinky.

So, I decided I would use my best asset, the fact that my pussy is usually very moist, and that, even though I say it myself, my sexual scent is lovely!

One day at church (yes, another Catholic gone bad) I had the most erotic idea. I got up, genuflected and walked to the toilet at the back of the church. There, I just took my panties off and left them on the floor.

As I walked into the church I looked at the organist (a much older guy, but then again, I like older men!) and I nodded towards the toilet door before resuming my place. Now, our poor old priest likes to talk! His homilies can last 20 minutes. So as he rambled on, I noticed the organist leave. He was away for about 10 minutes. When he came back, his face was a little flushed, but maybe I imagined it.

During the endless procession for communion, I went back to the toilet. My panties were not where I left them. Instead, they were in the little bin in there, covered in sperm!

I couldn't do anything about it then, but when I got home, I jilled myself stupid.

Since then, I have left my panties in other student's rooms, both male and female, and in lecturers rooms too. They do NOT know it is me (it's not as if my name is in them or anything!)

I just love the fact that someone may be jacking or jilling using my panties, and what I love most is my little 'rule'. I can't jill myself until I KNOW they have moved my panties AND that I have evidence they have been 'used.'

Oh fuck... I need to rub one out now!



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